My God is always with me

Objects that remind me of the sweet past
Constantly

People on my journey
All forms of temptations that knock on my door
The door of memory

But my GOD is always with me
To strengthen me for the mental battles
To seal my lips with patience
And tame my tongue with wisdom

Flow like a never ending scripture
Psalms that polish my palms when raised to glorify him

Bless the goodbyes I wave
And cleanse the hellos I receive

As I walk the narrow road
Paying attention to all I didn't create

Learning from the flowers that are also tested

Though the signs of thirst are visible on the pale thin petals
The spiritual stalk holds them firm

Until the rain ... Falls like showers of an awaited love ... Ordained

And I pay attention
In the midst of acidity their roots didn't burn
protected they were by his love

And the weeds that tried to rob the soil of the best in the physical world ...
She ignored .. Fasted . And only hungered for god's word ...

That needed not the soil ...to feed her ...
Her head. Tilted high by faith
And her periphery armed with god's spirit
Distractions or the presence of the enemy shall not invade

For god is always with them
And my god is always with me.

His love continues to nurse this " new born"
Finding her way from the ungodly
So he straps my feet with the sandals of direction and protection

his verses
Imprinted on a whipped back ... And slowly with his word I heal ...
Gives me the vision to see my lessons in 3D .....
His word : walk with me my child and never question
As I walk , I repeat : my god is always with me

His greenery of love
Flourish within
Rids the soil of my being of this toxic emptiness
Churns my feeling of nothingness into a compost of invaluable purpose ..in mind , body and spirit

Now , growing in his image , with each step
I being to find my higher self
Along his path
But the floods of past ecstasy pass to kiss the weakness that drools from my toes
Hoping that I'd miss the needless bliss
Of every sin
And turn back

But my God is always with me !
So he armors my thoughts
Shields my pool of perception
Shields my mind from the impressionable
The seemingly sweet deceptions that utter erotic fantasies of false truth

My spirit so inclined to his faith
He froze the manipulative tactics of my past's teasing tentacles
 Made a golden ash of them
They disappeared into the yawns of "genesis "

Slants my ear drums to the heaven's fountains of hymns and I only hear him

And together

We fashion this passion

This fire - a desire that once drank the forbidden wine of sins - now feasts on the best his word brings

All I had to do ?
Was submit ... Commit to him
He summoned the passion . With grace
Engraved his .. His commitment . To never leave ... A promise I can believe

And made our bond hence forth indestructible with his tears - olive oil

Geared my passion that forever thirsted for something beyond my comprehension to now .. Yearn him ... Always !
And never what he created
Or what wasn't of him

So ..... As I possessed with the fleeting feeling --. Outcast of the secular world
Walk this lonely road
I fear not my pain
Or
The stings of the ghost of residual emptiness
For he fuels my every stride ... With his word
Imprinted his signature on my soul
And I wear his spiritual ring ... Proudly
The words engraved ? : my god is always with me and with him I am incorruptible